Where are you from? Where did you grow up?
I was born and raised in Michigan, that is where my family still resides (except for one brother who recently moved to Germany for work). I grew up as a tomboy in a small town called Armada. After I graduated high school we moved to a more urban city. A few years later I decided to move to NYC to attend The Fashion Institute of Technology.
What makes this club special?
The cart girls of course!!! Honestly, everyone from the bag boys/starter, the bartenders/waiters to the staff in the pro shop, plays such a vital role in making Jacaranda special…(oh, I can’t forget to mention the amazing maintenance staff, I have never seen a group of people work so hard for such long hours, especially in the blazing sun!!!)
If you weren’t a cart girl, what would you be?
Being a cart girl has to be one of the Top 10 best jobs ever...wearing shorts/skirts, sitting outside in the sun, meeting all different types of people...there’s nothing better...Yet, when I get too old and no one wants to flirt and buy drinks from me (lol), I would love to finish my Fashion Merchandising degree and do something along those lines.
What is your memorable moment at work?
I’m such a people-pleaser, almost to the point where it’s a disease, so I’d have to say that my most memorable moments are when my boss or one of the managers come up to me and tell me that a group of golfers complimented me on my attitude and my service. Wait, scratch that, that’s too cheesy…my most memorable moment was the day that I was relieved from having to work breakfast (which I had to get up at 4a.m. for) and was put full-time on the beverage cart! (this one’s for you Mike).
What is your best asset?
I’ve been told its my smile however when I wear a skirt I’m told its my legs (lol).
What are your hobbies?
I enjoy painting, running, reading, roller blading, anything on the water and yes, Shopping (I do it so well and often I consider it a hobby).
Do you have pets?
My best gift ever was my little Yorkie, Ava…I later adopted a neglected/abused Min Pin, Mya. There is no love like that of a dog, they have such a way of cheering me up after a long day at work.
The last time I cried was…
(LOL)…I’m not telling…now this is one of my weaknesses, just ask my mother, the slightest thing can make me tear up (these past few years I’ve gotten better…I think!)
The perfect man…
does NOT exist, but neither does the perfect woman, so I guess we’re even! The “almost perfect” man would make you breakfast in the morning, ask how your day was and listen when you told him, would call just to tell you that he was busy and couldn’t talk but was thinking about you, would pick you up from the airport when you planned on taking a cab, buy out the medicine dept in CVS when you are sick and give you massages every night...haha okay, so that last one won’t make him perfect, I am just a sucker for a good massage.